redjacketthief | 4th Turn [Action/Voice]

[Residents of Community House 5 may have noticed a flurry of activity from a furtive man in red recently, predominantly in the wee hours of the morning or in the dead of night. The sounds of haphazard bumps and thwacks may have woken them up on ocassion, and the lingering scent of gunpowder may have made them wonder what the hell was going on in that room on the sixth level of the building.

Don't worry. It's just the resident master thief, Arsene Lupin III, finally moving out of Inspector Zenigata's apartment and into his own, conducting a little mad science while in the process.

...and not everything is going as planned for him. A loud explosion bursts from room #30, breaking the peace of the wintery way. Smoke follows, billowing forth from the windows.

There's a lot of swearing in French.

More, smaller booms follow. The sound of doors slamming, bodies falling, and feet running through the corridors can be heard.

...

Sorry, Luceti. Lupin will stop trying to make smoke bombs for a while.]

Voice:

Yeah. Sorry about that. I'm just doing science here...

[A thud--something big has fallen.]

Don't worry--I have it under control. I'm a professional, you know!

...shimatta...

[The feed cuts out with more gratuitous swearing as another large something or other falls over.]

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Huh. Does my entire spare bedroom count?

That poor bedroom. Riposa in pace.

What were you doing?

[There's more crackling and snapping as a chest collapses in on itself.]

Science.

[beat.]

...Making smoke bombs.

Sounds like you got more of the bomb part than the smoke.

Got that right. The chemicals here aren't of very good grade, least that I've found. It's hard getting the proper ratio.

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Got a fire extinguisher?

Edward Elric, he knows alchemy and could probably get you what you needed.

I'm afraid I don't.

putain~!

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Okay. You got a fifty pound sack of flour?

No can do. Just how bad is the damage?

I'm missing a desk. And my spare bed's on fire.

Oh, the wall is having trouble too.

The rest of the apartment is fine though. I've kept my work contained. Mostly.

Stop talking to me and put out the fire. I'm sure you can get a pot and fill it with water. Or baking soda.

I've been tossing water at it Ginia~

Problem was something got airborn. One spark and poof!

It's mostly under control.

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Jigen's so gonna kill me.

Sounds like you need a boom shack.

I thought about doing this down by the Lake actually--borrow a room off of Goemon and all.

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He'd kill me worse than Jigen.

...I'll get to building that boom shack. dunno why I didn't think of it myself.

Oh, he's the one who lives in that house down there?

Let me know if you need help building. I'm handy with a hammer.

Yeah. I thought about living there myself, but I kinda need people around for my sanity.

[He manages a laugh.]

I'll be sure to call you if I need a hand then.

I can also ask Giles. He helped build a boom shack for Helios.

That?

[The image of the embodiment of a stuffy archivist holding a hammer and pounding nails into a skeletal shed is enough to get him to grin.]

That'd be interesting! And fun!